"If ye love wealth better than liberty, the tranquility of servitude better than the animating contest of freedom, go home from us in peace. We ask not your counsels or your arms. Crouch down and lick the hands which feed you. May your chains set lightly upon you, and may posterity forget that you were our countrymen."

Sunday, 12 December 2010

Sunday Reflection

3 comments:

  1. Thank you for this lovely poem, CE - it quite took me back to my primary school days and 'poetry corner' on Friday afternoons.

    It's always nicer to look back on the past than hazard a glance at the future.

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  2. My father would always respond to a knock on our door by quoting passages from this lovely poem. It eventually drew me to `The Raven`, by Edgar Allen Poe, for some reason.

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  3. I love these connections and different memories this poem has stirred. De la Mare used to be a primary school staple though I doubt he's taught much these days. I thought the reading was suitable spooky. Thank you both :-)

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